Monday, February 15, 2010
I'm so sad. Our next door neighbors have moved. The parents split up, and they have moved in the middle of the school year. Who knows if we'll ever see them again? The little girl who lived there practically lived at our house ... we took her everywhere with us and loved her. I'm mostly sad for my kids, who loved everyone who lived in that house, including the dog who peed all over the carpet.
I remember moving to a new house when I was 11, and I even started a new (snotty) school. But I don't remember it being a huge deal. I was a kid, and kids just deal with stuff. Then talk to their therapist about it later :-)